The Pug does not actually acknowledge Emma’s existence, which is rather a shame, as you can see how beautiful and playful she is…

…all she wants to do is play and chase and be loved and play some more and did I mention play?

Poor Emma. (we say that a lot about her, actually)

Deep down, the pug loves you. Deep, deep down.

Well. Okay. WE love you, dear girl.

Ed. Note: It is next to impossible to get a decent shot of Lola and Emma together, as Lola appears to be magnetically repelled from terriers in all forms (except the Bostonian kind). This doesn’t mean that we won’t keep trying.